not porn

I am a millennial. Generation Y; born between the birth of AIDS and 9/11, give or take. They call us the global generation. We are known for our entitlement and narcissism. Some say it’s because we’re the first generation where every kid gets a trophy just for showing up. Others think it’s because social media allows us to post when we fart or have a sandwich for all the world to see. But it seems our one defining trait is a numbness to the world. An indifference to suffering. I know I did anything I could to not feel; sex, drugs, booze. Just take away the pain. Take away all the people I loved who wouldn't love me back. And that’s the rub of all this, isn’t it? I can’t feel shit. I can’t feel anything. We think that pain is the worst feeling. It isn’t. How could anything be worse than this eternal silence inside of me. I use to not eat for days or eat like crazy then stick my fingers down my throat. Now no matter how much I binge I can’t fill this hole inside me. I can’t take it anymore. I think I’m going batshit.


I love you if you’re saving your virginity for someone special.

I love you if you had sex because you didn’t want to be the last of your friends to do it. 

I love you if you only have sex with people you’re committed to.

I love you if you have sex with whoever the fuck you want to have sex with (consensually) because sex is fucking fun.

Prude, slut, any variation of the two are not nice words. It is YOUR body and you can do whatever you please with it. 

(via sexual-feelings)